Chapter 220: Lin Danhan, the Ignorant Etiquette
The wife happily agreed, then seemed to remember something and said anxiously: "Look at my memory, I almost ruined the whole thing!"

"The welcoming banquet His Majesty the Khan has prepared for you is ready and waiting for you to come!"

Upon hearing this, Wang An immediately tidied his clothes and rushed to the banquet venue under the guidance of his wife.

The temporary base of the Chahar tribe was located near Guihua City. All one could see along the way were yurts of various sizes, and no permanent buildings.

Therefore, the banquet was held in Lindan Khan's tent.

As for the bonfire party, it was used to entertain particularly important guests, and Wang An was obviously not qualified.

However, along the way, Wang An saw almost all skinny, half-naked tribal people, and even many old and weak people who walked unsteadily, which was obviously a manifestation of long-term imbalance in yin and yang.

Even through the tents, one could hear many people wailing in pain.

Wang An couldn't hold back his curiosity, so he stopped in front of one of the tents, lifted the curtain and looked inside.

Suddenly, a foul stench of rotting flesh emanated from the tent and almost drove Wang An away.

Looking more closely, I saw that the dim tent was filled with wounded soldiers with mutilated limbs. They were either asleep or wailing while holding their wounds.

The wife sighed behind Wang An: "Alas, what a sin!"

"Over the years, His Majesty the Khan has been fighting wars all over the country. How many warriors of the tribes have been injured and died in agony!"

"It would be better to die directly on the battlefield than to do this."

Although the wounded soldiers in front of him were all Western captives, Wang An felt sympathetic when seeing this tragic scene and couldn't help but sigh at the cruelty of war.

But after all, these are all foreign races, and some of them have even participated in looting the Ming border. Wang An doesn't have a kind heart.

He just took a few glances and left the place at the urging of his wife.

Not long after, Wang An arrived at a huge tent in the center of the camp. Before he walked in, he could already hear the music of the horse-head fiddle and the noisy sounds coming from inside.

It seems that this banquet was said to be for entertaining Wang An, but it was more like a routine enjoyment with Wang An as the guest.

The man who was beating his wife stopped here and motioned Wang An to go in by himself.

After several guards at the door asked about Wang An's identity, they first went into the big tent to report, and soon took Wang An into the tent.

"Ming merchant Wang An pays respect to His Majesty Lindan Batur Khan!"

Wang An followed the local customs and performed the etiquette by kneeling on one knee.

After a while, a somewhat awkward Ming official language was heard from the upper seat, "Are you the Southern Dynasty man who invented soap and gem glycerin?"

"As expected, you men are good at using strange and clever tricks. You made several of this Khan's wives come to me and ask for soap! Hahahaha..."

The obviously derogatory words "strange and clever skills" clearly proved that Lin Danhan did not have much goodwill towards Wang An, but he did not have much malice either.

Wang An was alert and reminded himself to be careful with his words and actions. He still half-knelt on the ground and replied: "It's just some clever tricks. What can it count for in front of the Khan's great strategy?"

Lin Danhan was obviously very pleased with Wang An's horse and burst into laughter.

"You, a person from the Southern Dynasty, have good vision, but your cleverness can also bring you great wealth!" As he finished speaking, a heavy bag fell in front of Wang An.

Wang An knew without even looking that it was probably gold or silver.

Sure enough, Lin Danhan's voice came from the top: "Here is a hundred taels of silver. How much soap and moisturizing glycerin can you get?"

Wang An's knees were a little uncomfortable at this moment, and he thought with some resentment in his heart, "You damn slave chief, how dare you show off in front of the noble descendants of Yan and Huang? When I get the chance in the future, I will kill you!"
But he immediately said, "If it were someone else, this one hundred taels of silver would at most buy two hundred bars of soap, or one hundred bottles of moisturizing glycerin, and the small one has recently launched a fragrance-enhancing type, so the quantity can only be discounted by half."

"What, so expensive!" Lin Danhan exclaimed immediately!

Others in the big tent immediately followed suit and said, "You cunning Southern Dynasty merchant, are you thinking of blackmailing us because you think we don't understand?"

"What's the saying you Southern Dynasty people have?!"

"Yes, kill the water fish!"

Wang An raised his lips slightly, pretending to be very sincere, and said: "Even if I have more courage, I would not dare to kill Lin Dan Khan's fish!"

"And the price I mentioned is for others. If Lin Dan Khan needs it, I am willing to contribute without asking for a penny!"

The shouting in the tent finally stopped, and Lin Danhan was patted by the invisible horse and felt very comfortable. He said, "You are a sensible person from the Southern Dynasty, but this Khan will not take you for nothing."

As he spoke, he threw another bag of silver in front of Wang An and said, "Let's have the fragrance-enhancing type you mentioned. This Khan's woman deserves the best!"

Wang An said he was willing to make a contribution, but he still took the silver on the ground and said happily: "Then I will regard it as a reward from His Majesty the Khan. Have someone send the latest fragrance-enhancing gemstone glycerin and soap to me immediately."

At this point, Lin Danhan said, "Get up and take a seat!"

Wang An immediately stood up and followed the waiter's instructions to sit at the end of the table.

It was indeed a routine enjoyment activity, and Wang An was brought along by the way, otherwise there would be no guests sitting at the last seat.

At the banquet, no one paid any attention to Wang An; everyone was enjoying themselves.

Wang An observed the scene at the banquet. The man sitting at the head of the table surrounded by several beautiful women was the legendary prairie dog Lindan Khan.

At the lower position, there were eight or nine small tables on each side, all of which were filled with burly Mongolian men, each of whom had one or two women accompanying them to drink.

Only Wang An was all alone, without even a girl by his side.

In the middle of the big tent, there were several women in scantily clad clothes dancing gracefully.

Wang An curled his lips. Although he was not a sex-hungry ghost, since it was claimed that the banquet was for his entertainment, it must be a business banquet.

Since it is a business banquet, it makes no sense for the host to call the girls himself and not make arrangements for the partners.

Although he complained, Wang An didn't take it too seriously.

As a nomadic people, they don't know much about etiquette, or it's normal for them to be negligent because they simply look down on the current Ming Dynasty.

If only Zhu Yuanzhang were still alive, he would tell you, the crappy Golden Family, to go home and eat “gold”!
Wang An's thoughts were drifting to somewhere unknown when a shadow suddenly appeared beside him.

(End of this chapter)